The clock had scarcely finished striking six when a two-seated car, throaty but sonorous1, came to a standstill in front of the house in Clarges Street where Rose, Leonard and I had our temporary abode2. An elegantly dressed but weary young man was shown into our sitting room. He bowed to Rose and addressed me.
"You're Maurice Lister, what, and Mr. Leonard Cotton?" he began. "No use telling you my name because you wouldn't know it. I've brought you a message."
I indicated a chair but our visitor shook his head.
"Got to be tooting off in a moment," he continued. "I have just come from the old man. He's in a nursing home round the corner."
[Pg 244]"What, Mr. Thomson?" I exclaimed.
"They nearly laid him out last night in Lansdowne Passage," he announced. "Fortunately, I wasn't far away. Number 100, John Street. He'd like you there in a quarter of an hour, Mr. Lister."
"But who laid him out?" I asked. "Is he seriously hurt?"
Leonard intervened, holding out a newspaper.
"There's an account here!" he exclaimed. "'Murderous assault in Lansdowne Passage.' They say the victim, name unknown, is in a precarious5 condition."
"Was that really Mr. Thomson?" Rose demanded, in a shocked tone.
"Less said, less trouble," the young man replied, embracing us all in a common farewell salute6. "So long."
He took his leave, lit a cigarette on the kerb, assumed an almost horizontal position in the car, and shot like a rocket into the heart of the Piccadilly traffic. In rather less than[Pg 245] five minutes I was ringing the bell at Number 100, John Street, and after a very brief delay was taken upstairs to a cool and pleasantly furnished bedroom. Mr. Thomson, almost undistinguishable for bandages, motioned to a chair by his bedside and the nurse departed.
"They pretty nearly got me this time, Lister," he remarked.
Curiosity mastered sympathy.
"Who did?" I asked breathlessly.
"A little company of men," he said, "who are dangerous fellows to deal with—very dangerous," he repeated pensively8.
"Are you badly hurt?"
He shook his head.
"I am scarcely hurt at all."
"The newspapers," I began——
"Inspired."
"You are on the side of the law this time, then!" I exclaimed triumphantly9.
He smiled.
"I confess it. The newspapers which speak of my perilous11 condition exaggerate. Never[Pg 246]theless," he went on, "I have decided12 to spend a week here. The surroundings are pleasant and the rest is good. During that week you will take my place."
"The devil I shall!" I murmured, gazing at his head swathed with bandages.
"One reason," Mr. Thomson condescended13 to explain, "for my retirement14 from an active pursuit of—shall we call it my hobby?—is that, notwithstanding my repeated efforts to keep it in the background, my personality has become too well known amongst the inner circle of those against whom our energies are directed. In this present instance, the scene for a very stirring little drama in the history of to-day is laid in a comparatively small manufacturing town in the heart of Yorkshire. Whatever form of disguise I might select, my presence in that place would certainly be detected. Besides, the task before us is one in which direct action is impossible. We can only bait the trap and wait, and if the quarry15 refuses to enter, we must choose another trap and another bait. A good deal will rest with you, Lister. If you are completely successful[Pg 247] in the undertaking16 which I shall presently disclose to you, you will receive a parting gift of ten thousand pounds for division amongst the three of you."
"It is princely," I acknowledged enthusiastically.
"If you succeed," Mr. Thomson continued, "it is a flea17 bite. Now leave me. To-morrow you will depart for the Grand Hotel at Blackham. Before midnight to-night you will receive from me a written report which will contain all the information you require. Read it, commit it to memory and destroy it. If you need further advice or help, do not hesitate to apply to me. There is a telephone here at my elbow, and I shall never be so ill as the papers may lead you to believe. Good fortune to you!"
I left our chief and returned to Clarges Street, impressed with a conviction that we were about to enter upon the most important enterprise which had yet come our way.
We found Blackham hideous18, uninspiring, yet not without a certain impressiveness. It[Pg 248] was situated19 in the midst of a district black with coal shafts20 and forges which squatted21 upon the ground, festering sores in the daytime, like drops from a spilt hell at night, when the roar of their flames was like a fiery22 wind, and the red vomit23 of their furnaces stained the very clouds. There were never-ending electric cars, linking up a whole series of town-villages, more public houses than I had ever seen before, a plethora24 of libraries and a perfect plague of cinema palaces. Day and night the streets were thronged25. Food and living were inordinately26 dear but money was plentiful27, although everywhere there seemed brooding over the place the shadow of that sullen28 storm of industrial unrest with which in those days the whole country was agitated29. The shops, the cinema palaces, the theatre itself and the smaller music halls were packed every night. We only obtained a hall for our own performance with the utmost difficulty, and for our rooms and sitting room at the so-called Grand Hotel, which was little more than a glorified30 public house, we had to pay as much as though we were at a West End hotel. We advanced the[Pg 249] price of the seats, however, at the building in which our performance was given, and were rewarded by finding the place packed on the first night. The only empty places were in the cheaper seats.
Late that night, Leonard and I came across a very valuable acquaintance, Arthur Rastall, a journalist on a London paper, a man whom I had known for years and who hailed from Leonard's part of the world. He visited our sitting room for a final whisky and soda31, and he helped us to understand the somewhat tense atmosphere of the place.
"What on earth are you doing here?" was almost the first question I asked him.
He filled his pipe and lit it.
"I am here," he replied, "because during the course of the next few days history will be made in this most unattractive town. I am not alone, either. Fisher is here from The Times, Simpson from The Post, and I passed the Express man in the town this afternoon."
"A Labour conference?" I asked.
"Something even more than that. These devils have got something up their sleeves.[Pg 250] They have some reason for meeting in a small place like this, and meeting privately32. There's something brewing33."
"What sort of a something?" I asked. "Is it a secret from two harmless strolling players?"
"No secret at all that I know of," our friend replied gruffly, "except from the Government, who won't believe it, and Scotland Yard, who don't know how to act. They say that Creslin is coming, and two representatives from America."
I suppose I still looked a little puzzled, although what Rastall was telling us was not altogether news. He went on after a moment's pause.
"Every country," he explained, "has been able to deal with its own Labour question more or less successfully, except Russia. The greatest danger the world might have to face would be an internationalisation of so-called Labour. Creslin is the apostle of internationalisation."
"Do you mean Creslin, the Bolshevist?" Leonard demanded—"the man whom the[Pg 251] Prime Minister referred to as the Horror of the World?"
"The same," was the grim admission.
"But how is it that that man is free to walk the streets of any English town?" Leonard persisted. "I should have thought such a criminal could have been shot anywhere."
"I don't think there is any offence against the English law under which he could be charged," Rastall declared. "Every port was watched, and they did try to keep him out of the country. They hadn't a chance, though. He was far too clever for them."
The story of Creslin's coming was already known to me, but I asked Rastall a question which had been in my mind all the time.
"Tell me what there is against the Government putting a bold front on the matter, arresting Creslin, and deporting34 him as an undesirable35 alien?"
"Just this. The whole country just now is in a dangerously inflammatory state. The committees for settling Labour disputes worked well enough at first, but so much of this false, socialistic literature, anarchistic[Pg 252] stuff, has made its way into the country during the last few years, that Labour, fat and well-fed and surfeited36 with pleasure, is more dangerous to-day than it was in the old days of starvation. Wages to-day are an enormous tax upon capital, but you know what the screaming Bolshevist is. He wants all the time to kill the goose that lays the golden egg; he wants to pull down the capitalist and reign37 in his stead. If ever he succeeded, as he did in Russia, England would be industrially and commercially ruined."
"Yet even with that certainty before us, you mean to tell me that the Government is going to let Creslin meet the heads of all the trades unions here and pour his filth38 down their throats?"
There was a knock at the door. The manager of the hotel presented himself. Behind him stood another and a slighter figure. The former glanced around the apartment and with a little bow drew me on one side.
"Can I have a word with you, Mr. Lister?"
"Get right on with it," I invited.
[Pg 253]"I wondered if by any chance you could be induced to give up your sitting room? It happens to be the only one I have in the house, and we have a very distinguished40 visitor from abroad, just arrived, who objects to the public rooms."
"Sorry," I said firmly, "but I took the rooms for a week, as you know, and a sitting room is an absolute necessity to us."
The manager glanced at his companion. The latter came a little forward. He was a fair, quiet-looking man, clean-shaven, moody41, with light-coloured hair brushed back from his forehead. He was at first glance almost prepossessing. He had the nervous mouth and quick smile of an artist. It was only his rather light-coloured eyes which left one a little doubtful about him.
"It is on my behalf that the manager is speaking," he said. "I have the good or evil fortune to bear a name which in an industrial neighbourhood like this is somewhat too well known. I am Paul Creslin."
Somehow or other I had already surmised42 the fact, and I was able to control my coun[Pg 254]tenance. Rose had dropped her newspaper and was studying the newcomer with interest. He seemed to observe her for the first time, and a look crept into his eyes which stamped him at once in my mind. There is a certain type of profligacy43 which is self-revealing. I felt myself in a quandary44. My hatred45 of the man was already born and the words of dismissal were quivering upon my lips. Then I remembered my mission. I remembered Thomson's words—"Success is born of the brain and wrecked46 by impulse." I choked back the impulse.
"I am not a politician," I said, "but your name is of course known to me. I cannot offer you our sitting room, for the simple reason that there is no other place in the hotel for the young lady, but any time you would care to take refuge here we should be very pleased, and if you happen to be a late person, it will be at your disposal after twelve o'clock."
The manager glanced anxiously at his guest. Again the latter's eyes rested for a moment upon Rose, and he seemed satisfied.
"You are most courteous," he acknowl[Pg 255]edged. "I am going to my room for a few minutes. Afterwards I shall venture to intrude47."
The two men left the room, followed a few minutes later by Rastall, in hot haste for the telegraph office. Leonard's expression, as he looked at me, was almost of horror. Rose, too, seemed troubled.
"What on earth do you mean, Maurice," she exclaimed, "by asking us even to breathe the same air as that hateful person?"
I thrust Leonard into a chair by Rose's side and stood on the shabby little bit of hearth48 rug, close to them.
"The time has come," I said, addressing myself particularly to Rose, "for me to pass on to you the chief's instructions."
In the days that followed, we seemed to have caught up into our own apparently50 uneventful lives something of that spirit of waiting drama which pervaded51 the teeming52 town and the smoke-stained countryside. The people all seemed to be waiting for something. We, too, waited, and in the meantime Creslin made free[Pg 256] use of our sitting room, drove out with us in the car which I had hired for a week, and never failed to attend our performances. Our sitting room was almost a bower53 of roses and orchids54, flowers which arrived in mysterious parcels from London and which must have cost a small fortune. I ventured to protest on the grounds of political economy, but Creslin only smiled.
"Every man is allowed one extravagance in life," he said. "You and your friend, for instance, drink wine and whisky and soda and smoke cigars. I do neither. My weakness lies elsewhere."
He glanced across at Rose as he spoke55, and at the expression in his eyes, the slow, amorous56, calculating expression, I had to grip the sides of my chair and look down at the carpet towards some spilt tobacco ash, to hide my fury. Creslin, who had been strolling uneasily around the room, seated himself on the sofa by Rose's side.
"You love flowers, Miss Mindel?" he asked softly, following the direction of her eyes, which were resting upon a bowl of red roses.
"I adore them," she acknowledged, "for[Pg 257] their own sake—and sometimes, too," she went on, meeting his gaze with a coquetry for which I could never have given her credit, "sometimes, too, for the sake of those from whom they come."
He glanced almost imperceptibly towards Leonard and myself, one of those slow, inimical glances which seemed yet to betray some evil purpose. Bearing in mind the stories which one had been told of this man's cold-blooded and indiscriminate cruelty, it was easy to believe that if a word from him could have wiped us off the face of the earth at that moment, it would certainly have been spoken. Making the best of our presence, however, he continued his conversation in a low tone. Once I saw Rose flinch57 and glance up as though in distress58. I came across the room, making a pretence59 at filling my pipe from a jar which stood upon a table near them. Creslin looked at me through his half-closed eyes.
"Miss Mindel does not approve of the coming emancipation60 of her sex," he observed. "I suppose the doctrines61 of the new world must sound strange at first to those who have[Pg 258] counted the hard and fast chastity of the Puritan amongst the virtues62."
"They include, at any rate," he replied, in his quiet, sibilant voice, "a complete reconstruction64 of the relations between man and woman."
"That sounds like Bolshevism, pure and simple," Leonard remarked bluntly.
"The actual principles of Bolshevism," Creslin asserted, "contain more than a germ of the truth."
"I should be sorry," I declared, "for the man who made a serious attempt to wipe out the marriage laws of this country."
"There was never a race of people in the world," he pronounced, "who hugged their chains like the British. In their hearts they love the lash66 of authority. Think. For generations their leaders, their prophets and their preachers have been drawn67 from one class only, the class which they are accustomed to[Pg 259] obey. The people have never found their Rienzi in politics, in literature or in sociology. That is because of the age-long snobbishness68 of the Englishman. During the last ten years, for the first time, the people have kicked over the traces so far as regards their material prosperity. They are being fed with doles69 and pittances70 but they are moving forward. Soon they will begin to think. Then, just as they have asserted themselves in material ways, they will begin to demand an active voice in the reconstruction of Society."
"What is your substitute for the marriage laws?" Rose asked him bluntly.
To do him justice, I must say that he spoke with the conviction of one who enunciates71 the most obvious truths, truths which did not even admit of argument.
"union between man and woman," he explained, "is intended for the production of children. The only sane72 restraint which common sense should place upon this connection is the presence of human affection. That is the only restraint there should be."
[Pg 260]"I see," Leonard murmured. "And what would become of the children?"
"They are for the State—children of the State," was the almost wondering reply. "Every household should have its nursery. For every child born, a State grant should be given."
"Is there any literature," I enquired, "setting out these altruistic73 views?"
"There is," Creslin replied, after a moment's pause. "The time is scarcely ripe, however, for its dissemination74. If you would care to possess a text book, drawn up by myself and embodying75 the principles which I desire sooner or later to be accepted by the whole world, I will present you with one."
Before we went to bed that night, the precious pamphlet was in our possession.
The presence of Creslin in the country was now universally admitted by the Press, although his exact whereabouts did not once appear in print. The day fixed for the Congress of Labour leaders, to be held at Blackham, drew near. Meanwhile, Creslin was watched by detectives and press men alike. It[Pg 261] occurred to us more than once that he almost expected and certainly hoped for arrest. I spoke on this matter to Rastall.
"There is nothing Creslin desires so much," he pointed76 out, "as to pose as a martyr77 over here. Until he begins to preach his abominable78 doctrines or disseminate79 his literature, he is on the side of the law. The sociology he preaches, apart from its sexual side, is reasonable and even finely conceived."
"Supposing he were to be arrested?" I asked.
"The police would never get him out of town," Rastall replied. "There are a million of his followers80 within a radius81 of twenty miles from here. I think we should see a riot that would approach almost to a revolution. The man is as cunning as a fox. He will preach his idealistic sociology first. The rest will creep in by degrees."
Meanwhile, Creslin spent the greater part of his spare time in our sitting room. He scarcely now made a pretence of taking any particular interest in either Leonard or myself. His whole attention was directed[Pg 262] towards Rose. To do him justice, he was a man of considerable culture and fine perceptions on many subjects. There were times when Rose's face seemed to light up, when she seemed to find a genuine pleasure in his conversation. There were others when I saw her cold and wooden, parrying the unspoken pleadings of his meretricious82 philosophy with a skill for which I should never have given her credit. It was evident that Creslin was very much in earnest indeed. He was continually inviting83 her to lunch, to motor, to leave the hotel alone with him, all of which invitations she contrived84 to evade85. In the end, he even had the effrontery86 to appeal to me.
"I gather," he said, one morning, "that Miss Rose Mindel is nothing to either of you who are her companions."
"She is nothing to us," I replied, "except a very dear sister who has a claim upon our joint87 protection."
"I will not conceal88 from you," he continued, "that I have the greatest admiration89 for Miss Mindel—I might even venture to say affection."
[Pg 263]I received the confession90 in silence. He seemed much less at his ease than usual.
"I have met with no woman," he went on, "in whose companionship I could find more joy."
"Then why don't you ask her to marry you?" I demanded.
He looked at me with his narrow eyes almost wide open.
"You are a little ignorant of the way things are moving in the world," he said quietly. "You are wrapped up, perhaps—in your art. I am Creslin. To-morrow, if I chose, I could be dictator of Russia or Germany, Hungary or Austria. It pleases me instead to be the spokesman of my class in every country of the world. I do not understand the word 'marriage'."
I had never harder work in controlling my temper, but I knew that the time had not yet come. I answered him a little abruptly91.
"I am afraid you will find some of us a little insular92. Miss Mindel is of course free to make her own decisions in life, but it is as well, perhaps, to impress upon you the fact[Pg 264] that whilst she is travelling with us we consider ourselves, Mr. Cotton and I, her guardians93. We should resent forcibly any offer to her which was not in accordance with the established conventions."
He smiled in maddening fashion.
"You speak like the hero of one of those melodramas94 in which I used to revel95 when I was a youthful student in London. What I choose to say to Miss Mindel I shall say. It will be a strange thing to me if she refuses to listen. Be sensible, my young friend, and remember."
"Remember what?" I demanded.
"Who I am," he answered, with cool and splendid assurance. "I carry the burden of the new world upon my shoulders. I am the future dictator of all human Society."
That finished my scruples96. I went off with Leonard and discussed our plans. Creslin, with all the priceless imperturbability97 of his sublime98 conceit99, remained in our sitting room, waiting for Rose.
On the day before the great Conference, Creslin was a busy man. All the time he was[Pg 265] back and forth100 between the temporary offices arranged for the reception of the delegates and the hotel. When we returned to the sitting room after our evening performance, he was still absent. The three of us held a little consultation101. We were all of one mind.
"On general principles," Rose agreed, "I think that Creslin is a detestable person, and I should like to see him publicly disgraced for ever. On the other hand, I don't think," she went on, with a little grimace102, "that I was cut out for a Delilah. So far, my conscience is clear enough. I have never given him a word of encouragement, and if he were to insult me he would deserve any punishment my guardians might choose to inflict103. But what does make me unhappy is the idea that I might have to deceive him even by my silence if——"
"But listen," Leonard interrupted eagerly, "I heard him distinctly whispering to you that to-morrow was to be his great day; all that he needed was inspiration, that he must carry with him on to the platform memories and hopes—and a lot of slush of that sort."
[Pg 266]Rose nodded.
"Quite right," she assented. "I promised that I would not go to bed to-night until I had seen him. I am sure he will be here presently."
"Very well, then," I decided, "he shall have his chance. If he is just ordinarily offensive, he shall get the hiding he deserves, as publicly as possible, and the chief must be satisfied with that. If he attempts anything else—well, we are prepared."
Leonard was out of the room for a few minutes, and Rose held out a hand to me a little tremulously.
"Maurice," she said, and there was a look of trouble in her dear eyes, "I don't like this. I hate that man near me. I hate the idea that I may have to listen to horrible things from him."
"And I hate the thought of your doing it," I answered firmly. "Say the word, Rose, and we'll finish here. The pamphlet's enough. Any reasonable Englishman would be justified104 in giving him a thrashing for that."
She shook her head regretfully.
[Pg 267]"The other is better, of course; only swear that you will not leave me alone for five seconds."
"I can promise that," I told her grimly.
After all, we need not have troubled ourselves with scruples. Creslin had made his own plans and made them with devilish cunning. At midnight, as we had seen nothing of him, I sent down an enquiry and was told that he had come in quite exhausted105 and gone at once to his room. To Leonard and me the news sounded natural enough. Rose's instinct, however, was not to be denied.
"I know that he meant what he said about to-night," she assured us uneasily. "Swear that you will be near, Maurice."
We promised, and soon afterwards she retired106. Her bedroom adjoined the sitting room, and after she had passed through the connecting door we heard the click of the turning key on the other side. The outside door, opening upon the corridor, was secured by a bolt. It certainly seemed as though she could have no cause for fear. Leonard and I, however, took up our vigil behind a black[Pg 268] lacquer screen at the farther end of the room. We heard the slow dying away of the footsteps upon the pavement below, the lessening107 scream of the electric cars, and finally silence. One o'clock struck, and half-past. We had both of us given up the idea that anything was likely to happen, when the door of the sitting room was quietly opened, and Creslin, in his dressing49 gown and slippers108, entered. He stood listening for a moment, as though to make sure that he had not been followed. Then he turned on the electric light, drew a key from his pocket—a new, shining key—rubbed it with a little oil, and stole across the room towards the door which led into Rose's apartment. He essayed no knock, no whispered invitation. He fitted the key noiselessly into the lock, turned it softly and disappeared. In five seconds we heard the sound of her muffled109 cry. In ten we had dragged him out into the sitting room. He lay on the carpet, looking at us with frightened eyes, and that expression upon his face which had so often puzzled me now made clear. The man was a coward.
[Pg 269]"What are you going to do?" he whimpered.
"Horsewhip you first," I told him, "and afterwards punish you. I shouldn't call out, if I were you," I added, as he opened his lips. "There's the skeleton key still in the door there, and the hotel is full of journalists. Better make up your mind to go through with it."
"If you do me an injury," he cried, "the people to-morrow will tear you limb from limb."
"Get up," I ordered roughly. "We're taking our chance about that."
Mr. Thomson presided over our usual banquet, a few evenings later, in the dining room of a suite110 at the Ritz. He was a little gaunt and pale, but otherwise showed few signs of his indisposition. By the side of the plate of each one of us was an envelope, which he begged us not to open until the end of the festivities.
"You three," he said musingly112, "especially you, Lister, have put your finger upon one of[Pg 270] the quaintest113 features of the psychology114 of these days. Reason and argument, common sense, statesmanlike appeal, may all fail. It is ridicule115 alone which kills. You three, my trusted confederates, have probably prevented a revolution. You have brought to an end in ridicule and disgust a great social upheaval116."
"Helped by the Press," I reminded him.
"Helped by the Press, without a doubt," he assented. "Their tone was in every respect admirable. The Daily Hour cartoon of Creslin, the pure-minded idealist, staggering to his feet from the bench in the Town Hall Square, tarred and feathered, a disgraced debauchee, with fragments of his pamphlet sticking in pieces to his body, and another copy of it hung around his neck, was the most wonderful thing in educational journalism117. All the same, Lister, you had a narrow escape. It was the women who saved you."
"The women and again the Press," I reminded him. "Just as the people themselves were hesitating, the morning papers came out[Pg 271] with a humourous recital118 of the true story and a digest of the pamphlet. Creslin could never again present a heroic picture to any one. The only earthly chance he ever had of posing successfully as a prophet of the new social law would have been the possession of a personal character of unblemished purity."
"At the same time," Mr. Thomson observed, a little gravely, "I want you to remember this. Creslin has many friends of his own ilk, friends who knew his real character and who were indifferent. I think a short sea voyage would be good for you and Miss Mindel, at any rate. I will speak of that again presently."
I met Rose's eyes, and with the knowledge that our compact ended that evening I attempted no more concealment119. She looked for a moment startled—and then I knew.
"As this is our last official reunion," our host continued, "I am reminded that there are a good many questions which you have asked me at various times during our association, the answers to which I have postponed[Pg 272] until this evening. Question me now as much as you will."
"Let me start," Rose begged. "I asked the first question, remember. When you arrested Mountjoy, for whom were you acting120? Were you for the police, or just an ordinary informer?"
"For neither," was the calm reply. "I have been for ten years the head of the Home Secret Service, an institution, I believe," he added, "which is never mentioned, and which not one person in a thousand knows anything about. The Secret Service still possesses the minute book I found on Mountjoy. If it had come into the hands of the police, they would have been compelled to have taken indiscriminate action and the results would have been disastrous121."
"The jewels which you took from Kinlosti?" I asked.
"They were sold, and the amount stands to the credit of the Secret Service funds."
"It was all returned to its various owners.[Pg 273] The Baroness123 sought my aid because she, too, is a member of our Secret Service."
"And Naida?"
"There was one of our complete successes," Mr. Thomson replied. "No court could have tried Kansky. There was no possible way in which he could have been brought to book for his crimes. The Secret Service undertook to dispose of him and it did."
"And what about the boy Arthur Dompers and his tutor Duncombe?" Rose asked.
"A little outside our ordinary course of business," Mr. Thomson admitted. "Some one or other, however, managed to convince Scotland Yard that Duncombe meant mischief124, and I took the matter up to oblige them."
"What about the Duke and the Lorringham jewels?" Leonard enquired.
"That affair was passed over to my supervision," our chief explained, "because the Lorringham jewels are looked upon as a sort of national asset in the country, and their retention125 here is considered advisable for diplomatic reasons."
[Pg 274]"Tell us," Rose begged, "exactly the meaning of the attack upon you in the Landsdowne Passage."
Mr. Thomson made a little grimace.
"It simply means," he admitted, "that the agents of the Black Peril10 have a secret service almost equal to our own. They flattered me so far as to believe that I was the only man likely to render abortive126 the great stroke which Creslin intended to deliver here. Hence their endeavour to anticipate my activities."
"You seem to have unlimited127 powers," Leonard said thoughtfully. "Doesn't it ever occur to you, sir, to make wider use of them? For instance, every Englishman knows Creslin was a terrible danger to the country. He stood for revolution, disorganisation and anarchy128. Why didn't you have him secretly put out of the way?"
"Because the men who share with me the responsibilities of my position," Mr. Thomson replied, "my lieutenants129 and coadjutors, are men of imagination. We try to see a little beyond the actual circumstances with which[Pg 275] we are confronted. It would have been the easiest matter in the world for us to have wiped Creslin from the face of the earth, but if we had done so, his principles would have lived after him. Everything except the man's corporal frame would have survived. To-day, a certain amount of the fascination130 of his doctrines has perished in the morass131 of ridicule which has sucked the man under. His doctrines never had a moment's chance in this country unless they were preached by a man of personal purity. We did better than slay132 Creslin. We made him ridiculous."
"What made you first approach us at Cromer?" Rose asked, with a touch of feminine curiosity. "What was there about us, I mean, which made you think we might be useful?"
"The fact, perhaps, that you looked so innocuous," was the smiling reply. "I have agents in many walks of life, and the one thing I aim at as much as possible is to select recruits who not only appear simple-minded and innocent, but who actually are. You are none of you intriguers by disposition111; you are[Pg 276] simple English gentlepeople. You have escaped suspicion many times for this reason and have therefore been able to succeed, when any ordinary agent would have been suspected from the first."
"I see," Rose murmured.
"You will gratify me," Mr. Thomson suggested, "if you open your envelopes."
We obeyed. Then I saw what I had never dreamed of seeing in my life—not one but five thousand-pound Bank of England notes.
"I have treated you all the same," our benefactor133 said. "I hope that you will never regret this year out of your lives. I have answered all your conundrums134. I will now ask you one. What are you going to do with your money?"
"I am going to buy a share in my father's business and go back to the wine trade," Leonard decided. "Half this money will make a new man of him."
"I am going to marry Rose," I declared.
"But you haven't asked me!" she protested indignantly.
[Pg 277]I glanced at Leonard.
"The year's up, I suppose, old fellow," he said, with a sigh. "We both ask you to marry us, Rose."
"Bolshevists!" she exclaimed.
"I mean we ask you to choose," he corrected.
She gave me her hand. Leonard drank a glass of champagne136 in gloomy silence and afterwards shook hands with both of us. Rose and he exchanged a few earnest sentences. Mr. Thomson spoke a valedictory137 word.
"My friends," he said, "to-night we part. I have helped, I hope, to bring colour into your lives. I ask but one thing of you in return, and that is—silence for twelve months."
We promised, and we kept our word.
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precarious
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perilous
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decided
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condescended
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retirement
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quarry
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undertaking
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flea
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hideous
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situated
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shafts
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fiery
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vomit
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plethora
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inordinately
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sullen
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agitated
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glorified
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soda
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privately
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undesirable
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surfeited
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moody
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profligacy
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quandary
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hatred
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wrecked
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intrude
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hearth
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dressing
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apparently
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teeming
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bower
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orchids
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spoke
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amorous
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flinch
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distress
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pretence
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emancipation
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doctrines
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virtues
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enquired
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reconstruction
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cynical
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lash
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snobbishness
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doles
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pittances
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altruistic
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dissemination
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martyr
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abominable
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disseminate
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followers
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radius
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meretricious
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inviting
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contrived
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effrontery
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conceal
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admiration
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confession
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exhausted
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retired
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lessening
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slippers
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quaintest
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psychology
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ridicule
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baroness
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mischief
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